IT WAS CHRISTMAS EVE BABE
IN THE DRUNK TANK
AN OLD MAN SAID TO ME
WON'T SEE ANOTHER ONE
AND THEN HE SANG A SONG
THE RARE OLD MOUNTAIN DEW
I TURNED MY FACE AWAY
AND DREAMED ABOUT YOU
GOT ON A LUCKY ONE
CAME IN EIGHTEEN TO ONE
I'VE GOT A FEELING
THIS YEAR'S FOR ME AND YOU
SO HAPPY CHRISTMAS
I LOVE YOU BABY
I CAN SEE A BETTER TIME
WHEN ALL OUR
DREAMS COME TRUE
THEY'VE GOT CARS
BIG AS BARS
THEY'VE GOT
RIVERS OF GOLD
BUT THE WIND GOES
RIGHT THROUGH YOU
IT'S NO PLACE
FOR THE OLD
WHEN YOU FIRST
TOOK MY HAND
ON A COLD
CHRISTMAS EVE
YOU PROMISED ME
BROADWAY WAS
WAITING FOR ME
YOU WERE HANDSOME
YOU WERE PRETTY
QUEEN OF NEW
YORK CITY
WHEN THE BAND
FINISHED PLAYING
THEY HOWLED
OUT FOR MORE
SINATRA WAS SWINGING
ALL THE DRUNKS
THEY WERE SINGING
WE KISSED ON
THE CORNER
THEN DANCED
THROUGH THE NIGHT
THE BOYS OF
THE NYPD CHOIR
WERE SINGING
GALWAY BAY
AND THE BELLS
ARE RINGING
OUT FOR
CHRISTMAS DAY
YOU'RE A BUM
YOU'RE A PUNK
YOU'RE AN OLD
S### ON JUNK
LIVING THERE
ALMOST DEAD
ON A DRIP IN
THAT BED
YOU SCUM BAG
YOU MAGGOT
YOU CHEAP
LOUSY F#####
HAPPY CHRISTMAS
YOUR A###
I PRAY GOD
IT'S OUR LAST
THE BOYS OF
THE NYPD CHOIR
STILL SINGING
GALWAY BAY
AND THE BELLS
ARE RINGING
OUT FOR
CHRISTMAS DAY
I COULD HAVE
BEEN SOMEONE
WELL SO
COULD ANYONE
YOU TOOK MY DREAMS
FROM ME WHEN I
FIRST FOUND YOU
I KEPT THEM
WITH ME BABE
I PUT THEM
WITH MY OWN
CAN'T MAKE
IT ALL ALONE
I'VE BUILT MY
DREAMS AROUND YOU
THE BOYS OF
THE NYPD CHOIR
STILL SINGING
GALWAY BAY
AND THE BELLS
ARE RINGING
OUT FOR
CHRISTMAS DAY